[Verse:]
Yeah it's the rap rebel
10 years underground some say I'm level with devil
Philly-Philly where they move rock and bang metal
Head banging, Know some n***as the feds chasing
A couple a n***as down; they didn't beat fed cases
Telling me have patience, how? when these n***as hating
And know that I'm the hottest in the city
And these other n***as s** like an infant on a titty
I'm a little bit a Pac mixed wit' a bit of Biggie
Little bit of Mos Def, the Tribe roots is in me
f** with that Ciroc but... What's up with that Henny?
I can spazz on these n***as and release the demons in me
Pa** me that cheeba, yeah let me chief that, relax
Tell them b**h n***as that the east back
Beast coast, elevate, get lost in the weed smoke
I got that white girl screaming out that he's dope
f**ing right! G5 baby take flight
I came to bring more terror, this that gold soul era
Oh I mean Golden Era, had to hit you with 2
Yeah I'm back b**h, you thought this sh** was through?
Hardly, b**h I'm making noise like a Harley
Mindset of Malcolm with the heart of f**ing Gandhi's
Tryin' keep balance so I'm smoking like Marley
Boy I ain't stopping 'til I'm lamped up under palm trees
Sipping on that Barney, rolling up that Baby Bop
Man you can't lie this got that east-coast 80's knock
Did it on my own ain't nobody f**ing make me hot, ba*tard!
Breathe gas and spit magma
Toe-tagging, whack rappers, call the pastor
Crib on mars, neighbors with stars; can't Google map it
No lacking... this is something like black magic!
[Skit]